A new year has come and gone, and with it I hope the sorrows of the past. This time of year always brings with it a flood of emotions, but none are more potent than my joy mingled with grief. Last year was probably one of the most painful of my life. Even now, as I write, I’m still grieving; hoping, praying it will be fully released by the end of Yom Kippur next Monday evening, so that I may enter this new year fully revived and content. And yet, though there has been great pain, there has ...
new beginnings
Won’t Look Back
I’ve been so excited to move into our new place, I never stopped to think about what I’d be leaving behind. This week it hit me I’d be leaving the apartment which was my most favourite place to lived since being on my own. I’ve made so many memories here. It seems a shame to leave them all behind. I know they’ll go with me, but there’s this part of me which wonders if I’ll leave a part of myself within these walls when I go, and if so, how will I get her back? Perhaps that’s my problem ...
New Beginnings
I know I'm guilty of starting these off by saying how difficult life has been, distracting me from my musings and thus writing. However, when I say difficult this time around, it is no mere wolf-cry. Life has been uncharacteristically extraneous. If it were myself alone feeling this constriction, then I would not categorise it as such. It's the plethora of others whom are struggling, too, which support my claims that life has just been down right stressful beyond any explanation other ...
